Write a composition around a photo.

1. Write a composition around a picture. My favorite photo was born in my mother's camera in an instant.

Whenever I see it, I will think of the time when I went to Qiandao Lake with my parents. Look, I'm smiling in the photo, my eyes are narrowing, and a small dimple appears on my cheek.

I'm wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, with a big fish-shaped lock on my back. How handsome I look! Behind me is a dense grove. Kobanawa has tall and straight trees, green grass and yellowish low bushes. What a beautiful scenery! Look at this photo, and the floodgate of my memory will open automatically. On that day, Wan Li was clear, and our family came to Qiandao Lake with the school tour group.

There are beautiful scenery, birds and flowers, and many small islands. We came to the "Lock Island" and saw countless small "heart locks".

People are locking messages and pinning their good feelings. Let's move on.

Wow! There is a big lock here! Although this kind of lock is very similar to our common lock in appearance, it is extremely huge-hundreds of times larger than the usual lock! While introducing, the tour guide pointed to a nearby place and said that there stood a key, and whoever could turn it could open the lock. Dad's curiosity came up. He went to the big key and mentioned the guy with difficulty. He really opened this huge lock, and we all cheered ... We walked for a while, and suddenly, a huge stone carp appeared on the roadside! A closer look reveals that it is a carp-shaped lock! I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it, and pestered my mother to help me take a photo with the "big carp".

This is my favorite photo, and I will cherish it in the long river of memory forever.

2. Write a composition with photos as the topic. Every photo is a beautiful memory, recording the story of my life. Xiao He composition network

My favorite is the photo taken when I was six years old and had a snowball fight. That day, I just got up and opened the door. It was snowing. The branches were bent by the heavy snow. It was quiet all around. I couldn't help shouting, "It's snowing!" After that, I found six or eight buddies in the community to have a snowball fight. We divide the "dragon" and "tiger" into two teams by palm-to-back. I am the commander in chief of the dragon. Xiao He composition network

The battle has begun. I took three generals and five soldiers to the front. Suddenly, many bullets flew to the tiger. The "tiger" is no less than this and strives to fight back. In a short time, it completely shattered our army's attack and killed several of my generals. Hey! It's really a loss of wife and soldiers. The first attack failed. Xiaohe composition network can also contribute.

The second attack has begun! The two generals and seventeen soldiers I took rushed at the "tiger". The scene was like a mighty army going hand in hand and rushing at the "tiger". The rear personnel shot bullets like a storm, and the tiger was caught off guard. Soon, the tiger was wiped out. So I ran to a big stone and announced, "victory!" " Winning ... "The voice was heard by his father, who came running with his camera. Before we wiped the sweat from my forehead, my father pressed the shutter, and this photo will be treasured in my photo album forever. Every time I see it, I will think of the scenery of that year.

Please write a hi with the word 120 around your favorite photo. Hello everyone! My name is Pan Jiaxin. This is a photo taken by my mother and I in the People's Park one morning during the summer vacation.

My mother took me to the zoo to see animals. As soon as I entered the park, I saw many animals: elephants, polar bears and zebras.

I stopped at a place with horses. My mother let me ride a horse, and then the staff there brought me a mare. The staff helped me on horseback and walked ahead by myself. After a while, the staff said, "Little girl, you are so brave. My uncle let go. " After that, I rode around and felt much more confident. At this time, my mother asked me to take a photo with the horse. I was afraid to stand there, because there was a fierce-looking horse behind me, and I was afraid it would kick me. My mother said to me, "Horses are docile animals. You can communicate with them." After listening to my mother, I was still a little worried, but I still crustily skin of head and ran to the horse to talk to it. When the horse saw that I was not hostile to it, he happily touched me with his body, and I stroked it with my hand. It's just that my mother quickly pressed the camera shutter to snap a picture for me.

This photo left me with good memories of growing up at that time.

4. Write an 800-word composition photo with the topic of "photo"

Black and white photos show the prosperity of life.

/kloc-in Beijing in 0/978, my temples were frosted under the candle of tears.

The wrinkles on the face are like tree rings.

Record the traces of time, there is no reincarnation, time and life depend on each other.

The leaves are yellow and there is no wind, which is the last setback in life.

Blurred right and wrong, watching the stars at night is a blessing or a curse, and life is like a photo.

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No gorgeous background, no computer art processing. This is the most common and vivid photo. The three grandparents and grandchildren in the photo are happily surrounded together. Do you want to take your eyes off it? Look how happy they are!

The kind old man in the photo is my grandmother. She is very popular and very frugal. Grandma is very frugal with herself, but there is one thing in my heart that proves her generosity. Grandma's nursing home donated materials to the disaster area. Without saying anything, she donated all the new clothes that her mother bought for her that she didn't want to wear at ordinary times. I was surprised, but my grandmother said, "I am a retired national cadre." I can't wear so many clothes, and the people in the disaster area need it more. " My grandmother is famous for her frugality. She is very generous to me. Every winter, she personally chooses the finest satin fabric to make me a cotton-padded jacket, but she always wears that white cotton-padded jacket. You see, in the photo, I snuggled up in my grandma's arms in my new cotton-padded jacket made by grandma, and I smiled so sweetly! I will never forget that day. It was New Year's Day, when I was five years old. Because grandma doesn't like taking pictures, this is the only picture of me and her.

Last winter, grandma, who had been healthy, fell ill. On the day I entered the operating room, I was catching up with the exam. I heard my mother say: grandma entered the operating room with this photo and my note full of blessings in her hand. The doctor refused to bring anything else, and grandma refused to live or die. She said to the doctor, "This is my grandson. He is obedient and sensible! Children let me take this, he will accompany me, let me be brave and strong ... "The doctor relented. In this way, this photo accompanied grandma to finish the operation.

The last time I saw my grandmother, she was admitted to the intensive care unit after the operation. The doctor refused to let me in. I cried and said to menstruation, "Just let me go in and have a look. I just joined the Young Pioneers today, and it's good that my grandmother knows that I'm happy, otherwise I'll be distracted in class ... "So I went in and saw my grandmother so thin, full of pipes and so pale. When she saw me, she said with great difficulty, "Good grandson, study hard." I fought back my tears and saw this photo again at her bedside.

Later, I never saw my grandmother again, and I really missed her. However, no matter where I am, with this photo, I will not be lonely.

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Please remember, there is a photo on the old bedside table. Three years ago, grandma died of illness. The photo shows an old woman sitting quietly in a mahogany chair, smiling at the camera. She is the girl's favorite grandmother. The girl stood timidly behind the chair, next to her grandmother. She is still very young, thin, with a thin voice, like a green apple and a shy face. It was autumn, and the whole family took photos at a tourist attraction. Along the way, the girl just needs her grandmother's hug and sleeps in her arms all afternoon. Grandma's arms are warm and she sleeps soundly. But since grandma left, she has never slept in such a warm embrace. She never cried, but at grandma's funeral, she shed a lot of tears, crying badly and in pain. She has been missing her grandmother and missing the days when she was with her grandmother. That girl is me. Teacher Cui Meiru, please remember the website.

Memories of a photo

Memories of a photo

A photo is a picture, and a photo is a wonderful story. There are many photos at home, some playing with classmates, some celebrating birthdays at home, and so on. One of them is the most beautiful! Every time I see this photo, the scene I took at that time clearly emerges in front of me.

This is the place I yearn for day and night; The sea is like blue satin, with no end in sight; Stars and white waves are like sparkling diamonds. Although I left the sea, it is an eternal memory in this photo.

The sea of that world is blue and beautiful. How blue it is! Even people who mix colors again may not be able to mix such pure colors. How beautiful the backwater is. It is like a fairy in a clear green tulle skirt, and its skirt corners are connected to the clouds on the horizon. The sun goes down in the west, but it still shines brightly. On the sea, the blue water was dyed orange by the sunset glow, and it seems that there are orange stars flashing on the waves; On the beach, the faces and arms of adults sunbathing and playful children are painted with a layer of golden yellow. Where the sea meets the sky, the red land is like a raging fire, so red! On the horizon, seagulls were also dyed golden. They fly freely, as if to show off their golden costumes. The sea is as magnificent as a palace. I seem to see mermaids singing and dancing in the palace.

Write a 450-word composition about grandparents around photos. I have a kind and gentle grandmother.

She is very kind to me and often leaves me delicious food. She often teaches me to study hard and serve my country when I grow up.

My grandmother is a teacher. Years of teaching have made her feel the joy and importance of learning, so she still hopes that I can study hard.

Grandma is over 60 years old, and wrinkles unconsciously climb up her vicissitudes of life engraved with years. A little silvery white hair got into grandma's black hair, which was particularly dazzling.

Although grandma is old, she is still strong. Once we went hiking, grandma walked faster than me.

What makes me proudest is grandma's hands. Although grandma is over sixty years old, her hands are no less dexterous than that of an embroidered mother.

Grandma sewed soles when she was idle after retirement. In just half a year, she sewed more than one hundred pairs.

Grandma started sewing "all over the sky", and later tried to sew some difficult patterns and patterns. I didn't expect them to look good. When relatives and friends knew about it, they all asked grandma to sew them some pairs, and grandma was obliged to agree.

Grandma sews soles every day besides eating and sleeping. Finally, all the soles that relatives and friends want are ready.

I thought grandma could rest for a few days, but she sewed again. I asked grandma, why are you still sewing? Grandma smiled and said, "My sewing this time is of great significance! I'm going to sew a hundred pairs and give them to the PLA uncle who guards the frontier. "

I admire grandma after listening to it. Although grandma is so clever, I don't like one thing very much, that is, grandma always snores when she sleeps.

Grandma's snoring is really deafening. During the summer vacation, my grandmother and I went to the countryside to play, and I went to bed at nine o'clock.

I soon fell into a sweet dream. I dreamed that I was walking alone on the ridge of the field, looking at the lawn full of flowers in the distance. Ah, everything was so beautiful. Suddenly, with a bang, I woke up from a beautiful dream.

Wake up and find that reality is not much better than dreams. Grandma's snoring is too loud! I can hardly sleep.

I tossed and turned in bed, but I couldn't sleep. I covered my head with a quilt and finally fell asleep.

This is the "magic" of grandma's snoring-it can make people sleepy. This is my grandmother, an old man with both advantages and disadvantages.

6. A composition with a photo as the topic, an unforgettable photo.

Open the photo album and look at the photos today. Those small photos recorded my interesting childhood. However, the most interesting thing for me is the photos I took when I visited the Three Gorges. In the photo, I am wearing a big brown straw hat, a life jacket, a penny in my hand and the clothes of a boatman …

It was the fourth grade summer vacation, and our family went to visit the Little Three Gorges. We sat in a canoe and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Three Gorges. The Three Gorges with beautiful scenery and lush trees looks so vibrant. The river is clear and the air is fresh, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. You can occasionally see macaques on the mountain. They are playing in the trees in twos and threes. Coupled with the embellishment of songs on the bamboo raft on the river, it is like a paradise!

We sat in the middle of the boat and the boatman stood at the bow. We chatted and sang children's songs for a while. Although there were only more than twenty people on board, the atmosphere was very warm. I am fidgeting, reaching out for a while and looking around curiously for a while …

Suddenly, an uncle stood up and suggested to the boatman, "Uncle, why don't we row and take a picture?" Everyone echoed in unison: "Good! Ok! " The atmosphere on the ship is more active. Then, the boatman smiled and said, "Nothing! Let's draw a row, everyone has a chance! " After that, the boatman gave his "seat" to his uncle. Uncle put on life jacket, a brown straw hat, a bamboo basket on his waist and a long bamboo pole in his hand. After "armed to the teeth", he took a photo, rowed forward for about ten meters, and then returned to his seat.

"Who's coming!" "me!" I raised my hand and responded loudly, and there were waves of echoes in the valley. Then, I strode to the bow, "inherited" the boatman's "seat" and became "fully armed" like that uncle, and then I held the bamboo pole in my hand. "Click ..." Dad fixed my breath in the frame. At this time, other tourists were eager to try, so I had to "make way".

In this way, I left this unforgettable photo. Seeing the photos, I seem to hear the laughter on the boat and see the beautiful scenery of the Three Gorges …

I will keep this photo forever.

7. Write a photo composition. Affection is indispensable to life and the most important emotion.

-Inscription This is a family photo of our family and the only one at present. How time flies! It passed in the blink of an eye.

This photo has been taken for six years. Every time I look at the photo frame, I always look at the family photos carefully: aunt, uncle, second aunt, second uncle, uncle, menstruation, mom and dad, grandparents, cousins. I look so happy.

The wrinkles on grandpa's forehead and the silver thread on grandma's head all tell their weather-beaten life journey. Of course, they can appreciate the joy of life best.

I clearly remember that it was the Spring Festival in 2000, and the whole family, old and young, rushed back to their grandparents' homes from all over the country for the reunion year. At that time, I was only seven years old and sensible, but I didn't know the true meaning of reunion at all, only that there were many people.

But since then, the whole family has rarely been together. Now every holiday, either my cousin didn't come, or my cousin didn't come ... Grandma always regrets to say to herself, "When can the whole family get together again?" When you are busy, it is always the easiest to ignore the mood of the older generation. Now, this family photo is slowly yellowing under the erosion of years, but the happy smile of the whole family is always so fresh.

I think maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. Our whole family will definitely get together again.

There will definitely be a more beautiful and treasured family photo. Pure friendship and passionate love will eventually become family ties.

Friends! May you cherish this indelible feeling. -Postscript.

8. Use this photo to write a 400-word composition photo and record a story; A photo tells an experience; A photo evokes a memory; A photo contains an emotion.

Mom was sorting out photos on the computer, so I leaned in and took a look. One of the photos, on the beautiful prairie, I smiled brightly. ...

I remember when I was six years old, my mother took me to play on the Inner Mongolia prairie.

As soon as you get off the bus, you can smell the fragrance of the soil. The grass is tender, all green from bottom to top, and there is no movement. Scattered sheep are like white flowers embedded in a green ocean. The sky here is exceptionally blue, simple and calm. The idle clouds are faint and leisurely, changing various postures and enjoying the beautiful scenery of the grassland. And all this, through the dawn of life, through the moisture of morning rain, seems so fresh and quiet. Looking pleasing to the eye, there are many white mushroom-shaped yurts, and there are several horses grazing leisurely next to them. They are attracted by the scent of wild flowers from time to time, as if they have a special nostalgia for it. I was almost drunk and wanted to run, for fear of ruining the tranquility of this picture; I want to shout, but I'm afraid of disturbing the peace of this picture. I had to lie quietly on the grass and giggle at the blue sky ... at this moment, my mother took out her camera and took this unforgettable moment.

This photo took my childhood and the beautiful rivers and mountains of my motherland.

9. About the composition of a photo A photo tells a story; A photo tells an experience; A photo evokes a memory; A photo, full of emotion. It is such a small and meaningful photo, an ordinary and extraordinary photo, which is worth collecting.

My favorite photo was taken on the first day of 200 1 year 1 month in the living room on the third floor of my new home. The photo clearly shows me sitting on the sofa with my cousin, grandparents and grandparents. I still have a big apple on the plate on the table in front of me. Every time I dig out this photo from the album, I still remember the story behind it.

It was the first day of the first month when I was two years old. My grandparents and my cousins, uncles and aunts came to my home. During the chat, my father asked me to take photos with my grandparents and cousins. Knowing where I was sitting, I hurried to find a reason for my father to accompany me to the fourth floor first.

Up to the fourth floor, my father asked me what I was going to do. I said to myself, "Why don't I sit in the middle?" "Because my cousin is the oldest of you three children, and you and my cousin are the grandchildren of grandparents, of course you should be next to them." Dad replied. "But grandma is so old. If others see her, will she laugh at me? " "You are wrong to think so," my father went on to educate me earnestly. "How can others laugh at you? Although grandma is old, she has gone through decades of hardships for the happiness of our family today. As the younger generation, we should respect and love her. No grandma, no dad, no dad, no you! " I suddenly realized that I had just made a mistake. If others see me sitting next to my grandmother in the photo, they will not make fun of me, but will think that I am a good boy who respects my elders and is full of love!

I happily returned to the living room on the third floor, walked briskly to the position where I took pictures, and handed a big apple to my grandmother with full respect. Grandma smiled and handed me back the apple. She said kindly, "Grandma is old and her teeth are useless. My dear grandson is grateful. You still eat! " Then my father shouted, "Look at me!" I took the apple my grandmother left me and stared at the camera. There was only a click, and this wonderful moment remained in the camera forever. After drying the photos, I took them into plastic and collected them in an album.

There is a photo of such a story; A photo makes my thoughts fly back to ten years ago; A photo, give me a love education. It is such an ordinary and extraordinary photo that taught me to respect and care for my elders. Only in this way can we make our life better, our family happier and our society more harmonious.

10. Write a photo of yourself. I wrote a composition of 300 words. I have taken many photos, all of which are in a small exquisite photo album, and one of them is my favorite. Do you want to know the origin of this photo? On my ninth birthday, my mother took me to a photo studio. I entered the room and began to dress up for me. When I finished dressing up and came out, the young man was still very energetic.

Before coming to the camera, the uncle who took the photo asked me to pose, and it took me a long time to set it up. The uncle who took the photo flashed at me, and my eyes flashed for a long time. I feel a little annoyed. At this time, my mother said, "Don't worry, son, be patient!" Finally, my uncle said, "Good! All right! Freeze! " Just listen to "click" and take a photo. I can't wait to see this photo. I am so energetic in the photo! This is my favorite photo of all.